Wanda Jackson - You Know I'm No Good lyrics

Always have to push Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt You say, "What did you do with him all day?" And spit me out like I was Tanqueray 'Cause you're my fella, my guy Hand me your stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good I'm upstairs with my ex boy He's at my place but I can't get joy Thinkin' of you but no one knows This is when my buzzer goes Run out to meet you, chips and pita You say when we're married 'cause you're not bitter There'll be none of him no more And I cried for you on the kitchen floor I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain We're like how we were again I'm in the tub, you on the seat Lick your lips as I soak my feet Then you notice a carpet burn My stomach drops, my guts churn You shrug and it's the worst Who really stuck the knife in first? I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble You know that I'm no good I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good I told you I was trouble Yeah, you know that I'm no good